Tobey Maguire Kirsten Dunst James Franco Thomas Haden
Church Bryce Dallas Howard Topher Grace
directed by
Sam Raimi
The 2007 summer movie season kicks off on an alarmingly mediocre note
with Spider-Man 3, the latest big screen chapter of the popular
Marvel Comics crime fighter. Picking up after the events of Spider-Man
2, the third film finds things are going great for nerdy Daily Bugle‚
photographer Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire) and his web-slinging alter ego:
the city of New York and its citizens have begun to appreciate Spider-Man's
crime fighting ways, Parker is in line for a staff job at the Bugle and his
relationship with Mary Jane Watson (Kirsten Dunst) is going so well that he
is ready to propose marriage to her.
Of course, with the good comes the bad: Pete/Spidey has not one, but
three baddies to deal with: Harry Osborn (James Franco) is still seeking
revenge for his father's death and has become the new Goblin; Flint Marko
(Thomas Haden Church) is an escaped convict - and allegedly the real killer of
Peter's Uncle Ben - who is now capable of becoming a giant sand creature known
as Sandman, and rival Bugle photojournalist Eddie Brock (Topher Grace)
becomes a creature named Venom when some black goo from outer space attaches
to his body.
Speaking of that alien gloop, known in the film as a symbiote, prior to
attaching to Brock it attaches itself to Peter. This helps bring out the dark
side of both he and Spidey. Because of the alien substance, Parker/Spidey
finds himself causing more harm than good, not only to the city of New York,
but to those closest to him. Peter realises the severity of the situation,
but finds the allure of being bad too much to resist.
If that isn't enough to cram into 140 minutes, there are also these
subplots: Mary Jane's fledgling Broadway career; a romantic triangle between
Parker, MJ and Peter's lab partner - and possible girlfriend to Brock - named
Gwen Stacy (Bryce Dallas Howard); a second triangle between Parker, MJ and
Harry, a victim of short-term memory loss caused by his first fight
with Peter over the city of New York.
Sam Raimi is a fine filmmaker and proved not once, but twice, to be the
ideal choice to bring Spider-Man to the big screen. He knew how to get
excellent performances out of his cast, backed by great storytelling
abilities and a focused directorial hand. Most importantly, Raimi knew how
important it was to get the viewer to care about all of the characters, be
they friend or foe. The terrific balance between the spectacular and the
intimate was what made the first two Spidey flicks standouts in the
superhero genre. When it was announced that most of the cast and crew from
the last film were returning for this film, it was hard not to get a sense
of assurance and excitement that the newest chapter would be just as good as
the first two.
Unfortunately, Spider-Man 3 invokes false hope, disappointment and even boredom. The
first two movies kept things relatively simple and straightforward.
Parker/Spidey's origin story and relationships were nicely handled in the
2002 original and smartly expanded upon in the 2004 sequel. The filmmakers
also made the smart choice of only having one villain per film, which gave
them plenty of time to properly develop the story, the characters and their
motivations.
Regrettably, Raimi and fellow screenwriters Ted Raimi and Alvin Sergeant
felt the need to up the ante by cramming three new villains, a couple of
grade-school mentality romantic triangles, Parker‚s internal struggle
between good and evil (complete with a painful Nutty
Professor-type sequence toward the end that was reminiscent of
Superman III (enough said) and Harry's short-term memory loss all
within the span of two and a quarter hours. All that this overstuffing
accomplishes, aside from paying fans lip service and justifying the
film's budget, is producing comic book paper-thin characters you could care
less about (both new and established, I'm afraid) that are involved in
situations that smack more of coincidence than competent writing.
Raimi's directing this time round is pedestrian, working in fits and starts, only occasionally
showing the spark he displayed in the previous flicks. More often than not, it
feels like that Raimi is simply going through the motions, giving us
lacklustre action sequences and surprisingly sluggish pacing. I could be a
bit more tolerant if this was a new director to the series. But this
is the same person who has brought their game to the franchise twice
before. Raimi seems to have had his fill with the Spider-Man film
series, and it shows.
The cast also seems to be following Raimi's lead, going through the
motions as well en route to a big fat payday. Maguire does try his best to
breathe new life into the Parker/Spidey character and seems to have some fun
with exploring his dark side, but in the end it is too little too late (it
doesn't help that Peter is a smug, egotistical jackass for most of the
film). Dunst's MJ, lively and appealing in previous films, is a bitter bore
capable of one expression: moping. (Making matters worse: Dunst sings in the
film - twice!) Franco is tolerable, but that's not saying much. Franchise
newcomer Church, thanks to having no character to work with, barely makes an
impact as Marko/Sandman; while Grace comes across more as irritating than
menacing and Howard is saddled with a blonde bimbo role who disappears in
the third act with no explanation whatsoever.
Spider-Man 3 is the film I feared Spider-Man 2 was going to
become: a half-assed follow up to a genuinely wonderful piece of summertime
entertainment. Budgeted at a reported US$258 million, this overstuffed
and underwhelming visual effects love fest has little of the heart and
excitement of the first two entries. It could have - and should have - been a
much, much better film.